"Let's go."
Han Zhan spoke no more, donning the Demon Crossing Cloak again.
The heavy silver armor covered him entirely, and the red cloak fluttered behind him fiercely.
This was Han Zhan's first action after breaking through to Tier Eight.
The six Great Ruins within him breathed out rays of light, making his Tier Eight significantly more powerful than others.
He didn't know how long it would take to deal with the rest of the walking corpses in this village.
The only thing certain was,
it would be quick!
On this night, a new moon appeared in the sky.
Somewhere else in the gray mist.
A Jiuli Race Great Power sensed something and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.
"Lord Feng Bo, is there a new development?" Nearby, a subordinate Jiu Li Warrior saw his movement and immediately approached to ask.
Feng Bo, a Jiuli Race Great Power, was dispatched to resist the invasion of the Yellow Emperor Tribe, caught in a bitter struggle with no way out so far.
